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Saturday, September 10, 2011

Pink on a Denmark Beach

I have a thing for rocks. I don't keep a huge collection or anything, but I have some sitting around that are special in one way or another -- where they were found, the shape, the color.

The summer before I began my senior year in high school (no, you're not getting any idea of the year! Let's just say it was a looong time ago...) my brother invited me to visit for part of the summer. He had accepted a research position with Unilever, which is the parent company of Lever Brothers, and had just moved to Holland. And invited me to visit!!

So off I went, on my first flight by the way, to Europe! Alone!

Anyway, back to the rocks....

My brother had several conferences to attend that summer, which was great for me since it took us to several countries we might not have visited otherwise. One was in Copenhagen, Denmark which is an absolutely fantastic place!

In one of our treks around the area, we went to a beach, the likes of which I had never before seen! I was used to the sandy beaches of Florida and Louisiana's Gulf Coast. THIS beach was full of boulders! BOULDERS! Huge! You could climb on them and see for miles! So, of course, I had to bring a couple of rocks home.

The gray one looks like those boulders, only on a much, much smaller scale! I love the smoothness of it.

And the pink one! I love it -- love, love, love it! It's kind of a coral pink with bits of gray and has little sparkles in it. It's hard to see in photos, but the whiter areas are almost glass-like with the sparkles.

These two rocks sit on bookshelves now, and remind me daily of that wonderful trip that my big brother so graciously offered me. A peek at more of the world than a young girl had ever seen. What memories!

I love rocks! I guess that sounds a little crazy but it's true. When I was a little girl I would collect small rocks and then crack them open with a hammer. OHHH...the inside was always beautiful...Your rocks are fascinating, love the mingled colors on the one....))smiles))

You mean that I am not the only one who loves rocks?!?! I wouldn't say that I collect them, though one may question this. One year we visited Tennessee, where I collected huge rocks that were heavy to carry. The now line the walking area along side the driveway.

The sparkly in the pink rock is quartz. I like to bring samples back from places too, reminders of wonderfilled times. Your trip is an awesome happening for a young person ... person of any age ... but especially that you'd never flown, and you did it all by yourself. You must puff up with pride!